Out Of This World Poems | Examples
These Out Of This World poems are examples of poetry about Out Of This World. These are the best examples of World Out Of This poems written by international poets.
Why does delusion seem to be the only reality I know?
Almost never catching myself when my mind starts to go
Is delusion my real reality though?
Snapping in & out of this dimension
Which I should mention,
Is beyond my comprehension of an
Intervention for redemption or reinvention
What's your intention?
My soul can't take anymore pain...
I don't get what you have to gain
From the hurt that I've attained & sustained
I don't think one single person
That I've met was entertained
With how I try to explain the
Change in my world & theirs
It's become mundane at the amount of sht that's become deranged since I've gone insane
...I've literally broken my brain
This vessel is no good anymore
Everything normal has become a chore
I can't endure trying to find a cure
for me being so immature and insecure
It's now part of my allure
I'll get out of this one day.....
Do you want to
See the world
From our room
Google search words
Looking at earth
From some maps
Will it be worth
Searching for facts
Waiting for someone
To give an invitation
To a destination
And have some fun
Dust off the passport
Fill the suitcase
Book the transport
Get out of this place
To see the world
Would be grand
The secret pearls
Of this great land
Still sat in this room
We've explored the globe
Google earth zoomed
Reveling destination hope
Shall we invite friends
Or invite our family
Will the search end
To some degree
I give up the search
Don't know where to go
Stay on my perch
Easier to stay home
I’m out of this world.
I’ve been out for a long time.
I want out of this world.
I’ve left it all behind.
I’m in a whole new world divine.
It's far above the skies.
It has its lows and highs,
But I can’t wait, for this new world of mine.
It’s a spiritual world I'm in,
A dimension living here and now.
I am immersed in it,
And spreading it all around.
I find others along the way,
And I can help them there.
They are searching for this place,
And I tell them, “It’s everywhere.”
But beware, for if you leave it,
It won’t exist inside your soul,
And if not, you cannot find true happiness,
Nor play your godly role.
This place will teach you who you are,
And bring you to where Christ is,
So that this place will never be far,
And you can be fully nourished by Him.
Have you found this place?
It’s out of this world.
Can you see it in my face?
I am safely encircled.
How
Do you
Come to see
What bothers me?
Your perceptive mind reading just thrills me
Love grows deep within one's heart
Let us all just come together instead of growing further apart
We must not allow hatred to become the norm
Let's send out waves of warmth and happiness to weather the storm
If we all just work together we can make the world a better place
We only have one choice to make for the survival of the human race
A better world awaits if we could just stomp out negativity along the way
People you interact with smile at them and tell them to have a nice day
Bureaucracy and constant red tape stop things from getting done
Someone might want to ask the Egyptians how the pyramids got build in the scorching sun
Working together is the only recipe for success
A surefire way for getting us out of this mess
We have all been given the greatest gift that being life itself
Let's pick up the pieces and put them back on the shelf
Sipping her tea without any visible relish,
Her crumpled bag of shopping at her tired feet,
Alone she sits in the cafe and isolatedly apart
Stranded in her sorrowful sea of sadness
Only to raise momentarily her sightless eyes
At the sound of the peripheral trivial vivacity
Portending the levity of another tomorrow
Before relapsing into her inward gaze
To consider not the future but endless eternity.
That picture echoed in her hollowed out cheeks
Her funereal clothes, lacklustre look and lifeless lethargy
Spelling out a life no longer enjoyable
More of a sentence to be endured.
She drags herself out of her chair
Gathering her belongings together
For her unsteady exit
To enter upon the remaining days
Of her final moribund pilgrimage
In the shadows of the night,
I feel Satan's yoke, so tight,
His grip upon my soul,
Is a weight I cannot control.
I am lost in his embrace,
My heart and mind, he does encase,
I am but a pawn in his game,
A victim to his fiery flame.
I am consumed by his darkness,
My spirit, he does harness,
I am bound by his chains,
My will, he forever restrains.
Oh, the agony and the pain,
Of being under Satan's reign,
I long to be free from his hold,
To escape his cruel, cold mold.
But alas, I am but a mere mortal,
Trapped in his web of infernal portal,
Only through faith and love,
Can I be lifted, to the heavens above.
So, I pray for salvation,
For a way out of this damnation,
To be free from Satan's yoke,
And find the peace that I invoke.
Hold onto your world little girl
and please don't kill the butterflies.
Remain sweet when society taste bitter
and keep that light in your mind.
Forget the nonsense of self-violence,
because your eyes didn't vision your worth yet.
Your days as a Goddess will surpass
those days absent as a princess.
Even if mama and daddy don't see it,
you have to value the art you are.
Once you forgive them and yourself,
freedom will come along and kiss those scars.
Your words will cover you, hovering you
over places your wings didn't dare go,
and honestly the sight of your soul from
here is incredible and magical.
The self-staring contest in the mirror
you will finally win because understanding
the standard of beauty was never bound to skin.
You have years before those who leave
bitter kisses and bruised lips arrive.
You've got to hold on for dear life,
don't look down and don't open your eyes.
Just know you'll come out of this alive.
All you've got is right now, so you've got to
hold on and don't forget your way home.
Link to recorded song https://bit.ly/3eByjIV
Verse 1:
I have this idea, but no one will listen.
I'm having thoughts of a world that could be.
We could end war and focus on loving.
But nobody ever listens to me.
Verse 2:
I have this idea, let's stop living for money,
let's live for people, help them be all they are.
We could raise children to care about others.
Why did the room go suddenly dark?
Chorus:
Who built the frame for this Overton Window?
When I crack it open it falls with a thud.
I'm tryin' to see out of this Overton Window,
but it's all covered up with brown smears of mud.
Verse 3:
Nothing is certain till the moment it happens.
And if we work for it all... it just might come true.
So I want to work to make the world better,
to open the window and take in the view.
Repeat Chorus:
Confined in her own twisted idealism
she wonders if there is a way
to punch out of this hell
Integrity be damned
The world no longer sighs
with the old, sick, discouraged or troubled
Each for themselves
Failure feeding upon failure
Bullies winning
She tucks herself inside
fearful of the throng
that does not even
know she is alive
and is not looking ….
Politicians want to make money,
Use this virus as a kind of excuse,
Media spreads fear and it's not funny,
Is there a way to overcome these blues?
Nothing can help man out of this debacle,
Nothing can give him hope but a vaccine,
All the world wants now is a miracle,
Something to keep them safe from the unseen,
But what man needs now is not medicine,
Science is not something that can help him now,
He must rather bow heads in unison,
To the Almighty who has all know-how,
God will give peace even if there's none cured,
His grace is enough, of that be assured.
09.21.2020
People always talk about themselves,
They don't care about anything else.
The same song chorus
We hear when the wind blows.
Maybe one day, at the end,
Our conscience will be heard,
But we have a different goal in life:
Live a rich life.
I want to get out of this world,
Who is cold and indifferent.
Somewhere the lyre sings of loneliness,
Again, I missed my chance.
Why don't we live right?
Why are we doomed to selfishness?
Did life force us to do this?
No, of course not! This is all our cynicism!
I can't breathe when I run,
But running will get you out of here.
My feet sink into the deep snow,
And I fall helplessly, waiting for a miracle.
I fall asleep thinking only of myself
I'm ashamed to think like everyone else.
But I stayed on the same path,
Where again I write an essay about myself.
Love is such a beautiful feeling
when u love someone
You forget everything in the world
It felt as you r out of this world.
You always smiles in your solicit
always think about your love moments
You always feel as breezing air touching ur
Cheeks nd hair.
You will always feel as u entered in a magical
world with four letter word of ?love
world looks beautiful
U definitely want to live for long long
No worries, no miseries
Only feel one thing and that's love
But it should be true love
This four letter word can change ur life
In two ? way if it's true ur life became heaven but on the
Other side if it's been fake, your life become curse for u.
So, be alert
This is not a game
There was a gal who saw little green men
while drinking Guinness - about nine or ten,
she thought they would disappear
if she stopped the Irish beer...
but she's become their earthly specimen!
nobody knows where I’m going
I am not a child of this world
they say I’m just passing through
but I know the difference between the lines
of hate and love in a haunted world where the rain falls hard
and the fools run the show
Time is not on my side
And I don’t see straight down the line
I see the curve that we can’t make at this speed
Put the break on and call the dogs home
It’s never to late to call it a day
Leave it to the people who care
Cause I’m the lonely type
Cigarettes and beer
window down walking down the track
waiting for a train out of this world